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Chapter One – Misunderstood

Harry Potter awoke instantly on the morning of September the 1st. He had finally made up his mind, and he was not returning to Hogwarts. Nothing was going to change his mind, not even the thousands of letters Ron and Hermione had sent him over the summer.

Harry's life had changed, ever since Dumbledore died. Everybody in the wizarding world had become deathly afraid of everything, and knew that anything could happen at any time. And the worst bit of it; nobody had the ability to stop it. This freaked everybody out, and was tearing the world to pieces.

Harry slammed his fist on Dudley's old alarm clock, smashing it in two. He groaned loudly, not caring if the Dursleys woke up or not. He stood up, kicking his first History of Magic book across the floor, until it hit the bed. Dust clouded from the bed, causing Harry to cough. Waving the dust away from his eyes and ears, Harry saw something appear in his window.

"Hedwig?" Harry asked the owl uncertainly, unsure if it could possibly have been her. Hedwig had not turned up at Privet Drive all summer, and now, she turns up the day that school should have started. "Hedwig, I'm not going back. I can't." At this, Hedwig ruffled her feathers, and flew gracefully over Harry's head, dropping a letter over his head.

Harry was surprised to find that it did not bear the Hogwarts crest on it. It wore familiar handwriting, that Harry had seen a lot over the summer.

Dear Harry,

I do hope you return to Hogwarts. Ron and I have decided that it is best to go back, and ignore our emotions for the time being. I know this is upsetting and all, but, we need to go on with our lives. Without school, we will never be able to defeat Voldemort, and we really do need those classes. And besides, I would be completely bored without magic, living with dentists is so normal.

In case you have decided to go back, I got your books for you. I even found a potion book for you with notes already in them! Well, I must be going, I really do have to catch the train, and I really do want you to come back to Hogwarts.

All the best,

Hermione

P.S. If you decide not to come back, I understand. But we will still have to keep in touch.

Harry closed his eyes, thinking about Hermione's letter. He knew that she had a point about going back, but Harry's mind told him that it was against his will.

But then again, what if it went against Dumbledore's will? He would have wanted Harry to go back, in any case. Harry quickly picked up his quill and a sheet of parchment, and wrote a quick note back to Hermione, hoping she's get it soon.

Hermione,

I got your letter, and I completely understand what you said. What I am feeling right now is really unpleasant if you know what I mean. Really, I think I was the closest student to Dumbledore, and now that he's gone, I don't know what to do. I suppose all there is left to say now is thanks for thinking of me and getting my books.

Harry

P.S. I guess it's safe to say that I'll sees you and Ron on the train in a couple of hours...

Harry figured that would be enough to get Hermione squealing with joy, but Harry had another thing on his mind.

"Well Hedwig, I guess I should probably pack then."

Well, review me please, I hope you enjoyed it. I will have another chapter up sometime, I just have to figure out what I want to do with it next!

Bri